At this time, another field.

"It's so embarrassing to play the game like this."

At Old Trafford, Ferguson chewed gum and cursed. Although the gum in his mouth was tasteless, he still bit hard, as if this could vent his dissatisfaction.

The game is almost over, Manchester United lost the Champions League quarterfinals. Ferguson glanced at the celebrating head coach opposite and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

I really don't know if this guy is an actor or a coach. If Scholes's goal hadn't been blown away, you would have lost long ago and would have celebrated shamelessly.

Ferguson turned around and walked towards the locker room. At this time, the head coach of Porto also came over. He stretched out his hand with a smile, but Ferguson didn't even look at him. He turned around in front of him and threw him behind his back and ignored him.

This made the Portuguese young coach Mourinho's face completely froze.

"Just, your approach is too ungraceful." David Gill, who had been waiting for him, came up.

"Demeanor is what a gentleman is, and demeanor is a foolish act to thieves. I have nothing to say about such people who steal all the referees into their homes." Ferguson answered.

"Are you accusing them of buying the referee? Do you have any evidence?"

"Evidence is something that only judges need. I only believe that my eyes are enough. You are not a reporter, so don't say these boring words to me." Ferguson looked as usual, but his tone was undeniable when he spoke. "As long as they have the ability, we will admit it this year. Anyway, there are still days, so they can't beat Manchester United forever. One day, how can these Portuguese take advantage and how can they spit it out for me."

David Jill smiled. He knew what the consequences would be if he offended this Scottish old man.

"However, this game is still a bit interesting." Halfway through, Ferguson turned his head, looked at Mourinho on the side of the field, paused, and spoke again, "Prepare a copy of that guy's information for me, in detail."

"You're not saying that he won because..."

"What does winning or losing have to do with tactics?" Ferguson raised his eyebrows, "I said the black whistle, based on the referee's words. And that person. His tactics are very interesting. Even if he loses, it is enough to make me pay attention to it. Don't be full of losing and winning or losing. Some things are much more important than winning or losing in a game."

David Jill nodded, but dared not say anything.

"Forget it, that's it." Ferguson spitted the gum in his mouth to the ground. "This farce is over."

"No, it's just the beginning." David Jill smiled, "This coach is the Chelsea coach next season."

This made Ferguson raise his eyebrows, "That Russian wants to continue burning money? What a rich bastard!"

"Only fighting with all kinds of bastards can you show your ability." Jill laughed, "I will give you his information as soon as possible."

"Well, that's good." Ferguson nodded, "It looks like next year's league will be interesting..."

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After leading 2-0, Monaco no longer forced his opponent. After all, the opponent played very roughly, but Monaco could not withstand more injuries.

The score lasted until the end, and Monaco advanced to the quarterfinals with a total score of 4-2.

"Fourth quarter!" When we arrived in the locker room, everyone celebrated happily, "We are actually in the quarter-quarter!"

For Monaco, entering the quarterfinals is indeed a great achievement. After all, since the golden age of the Ligue 1 and the 1990s, there are no more Ligue 1 teams that can enter the quarterfinals of the Champions League again.

The last one to lead the team to achieve good results was Paris in 1994, who entered the semi-finals under the leadership of Via. Via also scored eight goals by himself and became the best scorer of the Champions League. He was also crowned the Golden Ball Award, and became the only person in the world to have three titles of gentlemen in the same year.

Because the American Footballer requires players to play football in the Americas before they can be elected and conflict with the qualifications for the Golden Globe Awards, those who are crowned three gentlemen at the same time will probably have to wait until the next player qualified for the Golden Globe Awards in Africa or Asia will appear.

"It's a pity that this year is the year of the competition. Otherwise, with this result, we might have a few people selected for the Golden Globes roster."

After returning to the locker room, everyone was dissatisfied and felt a little sorry for being dissatisfied when they were talking.

If it weren't for the big competition year this year, just with this result, it would be absolutely no problem for Zhao Yaning and Morientes to enter the 25-man roster.

But because it was the year of the competition, Morientes had no position in the Spanish national team, which was hard to say. Moreover, he missed that 9-3 feast, and it was difficult to say whether he could enter the Golden Globes roster.

However, Zhao Yaning, because Jiuli was injured in this game, Zhao Yaning led the team to advance as an absolute core. In addition, his goal rate as a midfielder was extremely high, and he had two outstanding games in the group stage. Moreover, the Asian Cup was far less important than the European Cup, and it is generally not used as a reference object. He is still able to enter the roster.

But we just talk about the big roster. As for the winner of the Golden Globes, Arsenal has not lost a league game so far. Moreover, Henry's basically scored and assisted more than 20 goals this season. In addition, France is also one of the favorites in the European Cup. Is it reasonable for Henry to not win the Golden Globes?

Anyway, at least in France, people think so.

The Frenchman's performance this year is quite good. The two French teams entered the quarterfinals of the Champions League, which was on par with the Premier League and La Liga. Such a result has not been available for a long time.

If Monaco wins the league championship again this year, then I will definitely be shortlisted for the Golden Globes, right?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yaning couldn't help but feel a little moved.

"You guys say, who will we draw in the next round?"

This question made the locker room a little cold, and then Roten said, "What does it matter? Anyway, no matter who comes, we can't win."

The Champions League has reached this point, and it’s over. After all, everyone still doesn’t dare to think about it even more difficult. When Monaco entered the Champions League semi-finals, Wenger coached and Wei A led the way, how can he compete with that time now?

"It would be great if we entered the semifinals. If we entered the semifinals, Joey, you might be able to get one or two votes. If we can enter the finals, Joey might be able to enter the top ten of the votes, and if..."

"If we win the championship, Joey will definitely be in the top three - fools know that the core players of the Champions League championship will definitely be highly praised, but what is the significance of this meaningless daydream? Milan, Real Madrid, Arsenal, who have we played?"

"But dreams can always be done." Evra said, "Anyway, the lottery results will come out in two days. Then we will see if we can tell."

"Moro, what would happen if we met Real Madrid?" Suddenly, Roten asked.

This sentence made everyone feel cold. No one dared to speak for a long time. At this time, if you ask this sentence, wouldn’t it cause trouble?

"If we really meet Real Madrid," Morientes raised his head, "we'll beat them."

"This joke is really good." Macon said when he saw no one talked, "Moro, you should tell a few more jokes like this."

Is it a joke? Morientes looked at Macon and said nothing.

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"Hey, we're drawing lots, can't you call again later?" Roten looked at Morientes and couldn't help but speak, "Whose phone number? Let's contact after drawing lots."

On March 11, the first round of knockout match ended, and on March 13, the draw day of the game was coming. While everyone was waiting for the result, Morientes was still calling, which made Roten extremely dissatisfied.

"Raul." Morientes answered concisely, "We hope to exchange views on each other's lottery opponents as soon as possible."

"Tell Raul, we are ready to fight against Real Madrid this round." Roten laughed, "Let those football gentlemen clean their butts and wait for us to come!"

Morientes laughed as he listened to the phone, "Roul asked me to tell you that he would not even let Ronaldo go of fat people like him. He thought you taste too heavy..."

A group of people were still teasing, but no one was too nervous. Entering the quarterfinals was already a very good achievement for Monaco. Going further, it was very difficult for them, and they themselves did not have much hope.

There is no pressure, and there is naturally no anxiety.

"It's better to draw La Coruña...we have psychological advantages." Sitting inside the house, everyone was still chatting, "or Chelsea, the upstart team should be a little worse for running-in."

And just as a few people were chatting, the results of the lottery also came out.

"Monaco, Real Madrid."

Roten opened his mouth wide, Morientes grabbed the phone in his hand, but lowered his arms, and the entire locker room was silent. Real Madrid, the name was too unexpected.

On the phone, Raul's voice broke the silence, and Morientes picked up the phone, said a few words quickly, and hung up the phone.

"Wow." Pursau used a concise word to describe the result of this lottery draw.

"Our good luck was used up so quickly. We were most afraid of drawing Real Madrid and Milan. Who knew that he met Real Madrid."

"It's not all bad things." Roten said with a wry smile, "Go and exchange jerseys with them, as a souvenir. I'll go to change Qi Zu's away game! Joey, you'll be one step slower. When you return to home court, you can go and change with him."

"Don't worry, there are so many stars in them, so we can naturally take turns." Noonda also spoke, "I asked for a chance to play! I want to play against them too!"

"I want to win."

At this time, Morientes' simple words made everyone stunned.
Chapter completed!